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Published 2013
Whenever I make this, I cannot help being reminded of the time when I had to read out some creative writing to my school in assembly. The story started with the line ‘I woke up with a jerk’, at which point everyone erupted into uncontrollable laughter. I did not click and searched the room, red-faced, wondering what I had done.
Living off the Portobello Road in London’s Notting Hill Gate, the heart of the British-Caribbean community, I’ve eaten a lot of jerk chicken. There are parti
